Middle of Everything

CHAPTER 7 : Letter

January 1, 2008

Celebrating New Year with all sorts of homework's is like a way of a teacher saying we don't have time to have fun. Sometimes I am thinking that teachers are the most boring person in the world or they just have the worst childhood experience and they're doing this for some kind of revenge.

"I guess Teachers are just doing their job." Ms. Cancer said, her voice is really convincing and quite different on the telephone.

"You know," I paused grabbing the pen that falls on the floor. "Your voice is a bit different here in the telephone."

"You too," She giggled "You sounds like a girl!"

"Very funny," I said.

"What? I'm not kidding; you sound like your sister."

"What sister?" I blurted, "Hey remember I don't have a sister?"

"Yeah, I'm just scaring you." She laughed. I paused and I felt this tension inside of my chest at the back of the ribs. A tingling sensation and some kind of unexplainable feeling that made me a little bit sweaty. These thoughts on my mind sound really too good to be true but I wanted to try. I wanted to ask Ms. Cancer this question but I am not sure how and when to start.

Then a voice called Ms. Cancer and from its voice, I guess it is Mr. McGrath. She hang-up for a while but I can still hear them. Not that clear but I am sure that moment what I heard. She is crying. Crying really hard. My thoughts are stuffing a lot of scary ideas. That it gave me anxiety thinking all those thoughts.

"Hello?" I yelled but no answer.

"Ms. Cancer?" I yelled once again but all I can hear is her crying.

"You okay?" This time I am freaking out but then she answers.

Her voice is shaking and I can feel she is breathing heavily. She sobbed many times and hearing her crying makes me want to go to her but before I was able to speak.

"Lo-Loise," she sobbed.

"What happens to her?" I asked confuse.

"She-uhm-she is," she cries once more. "She is dead."

Then just like that, we lost one of our friends. It is like a story you don't want to believe in. Wishing it is all just a prank that after we all cry someone will surprise us telling that it is all a just a joke. But it is all a reality.

Ms. Cancer and I went to the hospital where Loise was taken. As we enter the place we saw Renz on the side of the hall sitting alone. As we called his name he directly looks at our direction and hugs us tightly. The three of us cried that day really hard. But the one who suffer the most is Renz. He is crying really really hard that day but not because of sadness but because anger.

He is mad to himself and to the people that cause this misfortune event because that day, Loise wrote a letter before she end her life.

"Dear Everyone. I'm sorry. Sorry for what I'm about to do. I'm sorry for everything and for causing you and everyone this pain. I know I can't take it back and I can't go back but right now I am happy to what I'm about to do. This time I have no regrets. Why? Because those who hurt me so bad will feel the guilt that they will carry for the rest of their lives. You all just kill someone and that is all on you! I blame those who hurt me, those who mistreated me, those who break me and to those who believe others rather to what I said. I don't need to drop names but I hope once this letter is out. I hope those people can read this. I want them to feel how happy I am to see them in pain. And to my friends and family, thank you for loving me. I have to sign out now.